Shen Chaoyang's arm is indeed related to the Sky Sword Saint.

Many years ago, Shen Chaoyang was still the sect master of the Heavenly Star Sect, and at that time, Shen Chaoyang was high-spirited and famous all over the world, who didn't know the name of the Heavenly Star Sword Emperor?

It was in that year that Shen Chaoyang met the Sky Sword Saint, the Sword Emperor vs. the Sword Saint, Shen Chaoyang thought that this was a peak duel, but Shen Chaoyang was wrong, very wrong.

One sword! The other party only made one sword, and his dignified Heavenly Star Sword Emperor was cut off by someone without even taking the other party's sword!

Xiao Longyou was holding the Heavenly Star Sword tightly at this time, he couldn't believe that this was true, but at this moment, it was impossible for him to say from his master's mouth whether he wanted to believe it or not.

"Longyou ......" Looking at Xiao Longyou with an incredulous expression, Shen Chaoyang spoke again: "The reason why today's teacher tells you this is to let you understand that there are people outside the world, and there are countless real powerhouses in Kyushu, never underestimate anyone, and never think too highly of yourself." ”

Shen Chaoyang glanced at his broken arm again as he spoke, that's right, it was precisely because Shen Chaoyang thought too highly of himself that his arm was cut off by someone else's sword, and there were too few people who really knew about this past, and the fact that the Heavenly Star Sword Emperor was cut off by a sword might be regarded as a joke by many people.

"Master...... Who is that Sky Sword Saint?" Xiao Longyou was full of curiosity about this Sky Sword Saint at this time.

He ...... He is a legend...... Or a nightmare, a pain, a past that no one wants to talk about, but you don't need to know that after all these years, maybe he's dead, or maybe he's let go of that past. ”

Shen Chaoyang's words fell, and he turned around and left the stargazing platform, but from his words, Xiao Longyou couldn't feel the hatred of the master for the Sky Sword Saint.

As if his arm had been cut off, Shen Chaoyang didn't hate this Sky Sword Saint, but Xiao Longyou heard a kind of pity for the strong man from the tone of his master, like a pity for the Sky Sword Saint.

Juggernaut ...... Is there really anyone in this world who can be called a saint?" Xiao Longyou looked at the Heavenly Star Sword in his hand, there are so many people in the world who use swords, but no one has ever dared to call this holy word, because the saint represents a kind of supremacy, which can hardly be surpassed.

In Xiao Longyou's eyes, Shizun is almost an invincible existence, but with just one sword, Shizun was defeated, and he didn't even have the courage to fight again, how strong is this Sky Sword Saint?

Xiao Longyou didn't dare to imagine it, but Xiao Longyou remembered this name, the only name that could be ranked above the Emperor of the Apocalypse - the Sky Sword Saint!

Xiao Longyou understands that when Shizun talks to himself about these things today, he is actually beating himself, he is about to enter the Apocalypse Academy, where the dragon and the crouching tiger are hidden, if he thinks that he is really a genius, then in the end, his result will be the same as that of Shizun.

Thinking about this, Xiao Longyou walked out of the stargazing platform and headed towards the retreat......

Three days passed in a hurry, and in these three days, Bai Li almost traveled all over Qingyunmen under the guidance of Song Xian, and he could be regarded as having a general understanding of Qingyunmen.

As one of the nine sects, the number of disciples of Qingyunmen was not comparable to that of the other eight sects, and he learned from Song Xian that all the disciples of Qingyunmen added up to only about five thousand.

Five thousand people is of course an astronomical number for a small family like Haoran Sect, but it is too few for Qingyun Sect, one of the nine sects.

However, there is no way, as far as Song Xian said, Qingyunmen has lagged behind a lot in terms of resources and strong people over the years, and many geniuses in Qingzhou would rather choose to travel thousands of miles to other sects than worship in Qingyunmen.

And it is impossible for Qingyunmen to say that all the disciples are in a mess, so that now the number of disciples of Qingyunmen has decreased sharply.

When Qingyunmen was at its peak, there were even 100,000 disciples, but now compared to the beginning, the gap is too big.

In the past three days, Bai Li also went to the Dian Pavilion once, looking at the countless cheats and exercises in the Dian Pavilion, Bai Li was both excited and helpless.

Others need to practice when they get an exercise, but the exercises are not for cultivation for Bai Li, but for devouring, no matter what kind of exercises, as long as Bai Li consumes the corresponding prestige value, he can devour, so as to improve his abilities in all aspects.

The excitement is also because of this.

And helplessly, because of the prestige, Bai Li's reputation has almost been converted into skill points, and now the prestige in Bai Li's hands is a drop in the bucket in the face of Qingyunmen's pavilion.

There is only one way to earn prestige, and that is fame, and the greater the fame of Baili, the more prestige you can get.

Bai Li calculated that with his current reputation, he could choose up to ten good exercises to devour, and as for what to choose, Bai Li did not decide for the time being.

On this day, above Lei Yin Peak.

"Every time the Apocalypse Academy opens, it will gather all the elites of Kyushu, and only those who have broken through the Apocalypse Illusion are qualified to become disciples of the Apocalypse Academy. ”

Song Xian was popularizing the knowledge of the Apocalypse Academy to Bai Li at this time.

Bai Li also listened very carefully, as the so-called knowing oneself and knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles, if you want to enter this Apocalypse Academy, you must first know the rules of the Apocalypse Academy.

"What is this Apocalypse Illusion?" asked Shirari.

And just as Bai Li's words fell, I heard a voice coming to this side: "The Apocalypse Illusion is an illusion opened up by the Emperor of the Apocalypse with divine power, and the illusion is different every time it is opened, but the illusion will derive nine illusions that are slightly stronger than you according to the strength of each of you, in other words, if you want to pass the illusion, you must defeat these illusions nine times in a row." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Bai Li saw Huo Dongjue and Yue Shengwen coming from a distance, Huo Dongjue had entered the Apocalypse Academy, so he had to know more about the Apocalypse Illusion.

"Master, Great Elder. ”

"Sect Master, Great Elder. ”

Seeing Huo Dongjue and Yue Shengwen coming, Song Xian and Bai Li hurriedly got up, while Huo Dongjue waved lightly to signal that the two did not need to be polite.

After the two came to Song Xian and Bai Li and stood still, Bai Li observed Huo Dongjue and Yue Shengwen slightly, and found that the two of them had been preoccupied since they came here, and they didn't know what was going on.

Huo Dongjue looked at Yue Shengwen beside him, and then motioned for Yue Shengwen to speak, Yue Shengwen nodded slightly and then said, "Bad news." ”

The three words "bad news" made Song Xian and Bai Li stunned, and then they saw Yue Shengwen speak again with a complicated expression of anger and helplessness on his face: "It's about the Tianqi Academy, and it's also about the life and death of our Qingyunmen......" (To be continued. )